[Verse 1: OfficialBFree]
Yeah, pull up to the block with the mob on ten
Got the money coming in, I feel like Big Meech baby
You don't give a shit about nothing else but the paper
All-Star weekend, its a big week baby
Rolling round town with the boy
You can bring your friends
You ain't never ever had a choice
Tell em' all come in, I meet you at the

[Chorus]
Holiday Inn
You and your friends
Me and my bitch
That's just the way it go (whoa)
Holiday
Wassup?
Shawty get high and she drunk
She keep on showing me love
Slow-mo she off of the mud

[Bridge: OfficialBFree]
Pull up then I'm gone, yeah
Hop out, do my shit, yeah
She said where you going?
Tokyo to home
I've been high for days yeah
I am not ashamed girl
Why you tryna front?
I'm just tryna fuck